Teen Poems | Poems About Life as a Teenager

l saw him looking as l was walking by and in those days, l was really shy and my friend said 'did you see that gorgeous guy' and l said no....and asked her why she said he was definitely looking at you l said no, that cant be true for she was the prettiest of us two he said l...

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He said she had a laugh like added honey and said her hair was long and lovely she laughed and said his hair was too he laughed... and then she knew . she sat and talked about the weather and said too hot for his jacket leather and she remembers his blue eyes so very well and thought 'he's' not shy'....she can always...

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A touch is a hug for the lonely, I thought as I sat on that plane. The sleeping man beside me, Would never know that feeling he made. As his head nodded off, His elbow extended to mine. This little little tap Echoed in a hollow mine. I savoured such a warm embrace, From the man that would never know me, But I couldn’t help...

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I can still feel your lips on mine, your fingers tangled in my hair. I can still smell your sweet perfume, a whisper lingering in the air. As if you're with me every hour, as if your love will always stay— as if I’ve known you a thousand years and fell for you again today. Won’t you...

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They taught me how to bite my tongue, Before my voice had even sung. To shrink myself, to take up less To fold my fire into a dress. “Be quiet now, don’t make a scene.” “Good girls stay soft, polite, and clean.” So I became a silent shape, A shadow bound in silk and tape. I learned to flinch before I spoke, To laugh...

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June 26, 2025 Only if I can reach all children in this world through my simple works and writings... So many children speak different languages and I don't know all of them. Children living in both urban and rural areas may have access to television sets and internet. However, there are...

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Ruffles of sand that flash before my eyes in every waking moment Oceans of blue that briefly lift and meet mine My plain, brown eyes, that would blend in the mud And my clothes that never lose the scent of pine Versus his hoodies and the gold chain that hangs around his neck Or the glasses that come and go...

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The hospital machine beeps, My knees weak, the walls are bleak. I'm bitting my cheek whilst the ward doors creak I can hear the children shriek, they look weak through a sneak peak. Explanations are oblique, These children will be me in a week. There's critique of technique for hell week; which is not for the weak. Streaks of blood, dizzy from drugs Staring...

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if tomorrow happens to be what ive waited so long for, then my eyes might start to pour. ill say yes, although you already knew. i never lost you, only tried. but not even once did my heart say goodbye. ive tried letting go, tried to forget. but something about you, your love, my soul could not reset. i...

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How innocent are the words from the mouths of cute teens, it's raw poetry dedicated to lovers in any season that inflames ardent desire! Can that burning flame endure the longest time and become brighter and hotter than a crackling fire? Nothing seems strange about being sentimental, it's the age of tender romance, somehow delusional; touching should be spontaneous, not considered sinful: we all...

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She walks the streets she’s always known, But feels a longing deep, alone. A fire burns inside her chest, To leave, to grow, to find what’s best. Her heart beats fast when she thinks of far, Of distant lights and shining stars. A thousand questions fill her mind— Will she be lost? Will she be kind? She dreams of skies she’s never seen, Of...

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she considers herself the epitome of a walking riddle, gentle by default but still lashes out bitterly. she tries to understand the world around her, but still feels like shes in a dream she can’t wake up from. she crumbles inside her skin but to others she looks completely comfortable. she’s the walking epitome of a riddle, for a riddle has...

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you tell me you love me— though only after i give you something. “go to the bathroom” “it’ll be fast” “it’s okay” you say when i tell you i’m scared yet, it’s not okay. i didn’t want love, i wanted to be loved. i wasn’t getting that from you, yet this still made me feel wanted. like someone finally wanted me. wanted us. in reality i was...

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12am, alone in my room crying. shaking. just wondering— what made you do it? why did you hide her? why did you lie and tell me everything was “fine” you said you loved me maybe you only loved having a toy something you could use then toss out maybe i didn’t mean anything to you maybe i wasn’t ever anything....

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